Adventure Magazine Cover, April 3, 1918 — page 93: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Upside Down He rubs the bald spot on top of his head, and grins. “Uh-huh. She’s worth looking for.” “We hate to have to ask questions,” I states. “Worth uh thousand dollars,” Tellurium. ‘Uh cold thousand.’’ "So is sixty ounces uh gold, too, but that don’t tell nothing but the value,” orates Magpie. ‘“‘Speak up, you’re among friends.”’ 7 “T wouldn’t,’”’ states Half Mile. ‘‘No use letting everybody in on it, Tellurium. Ii they don’t know about it we hadn’t ought to lessen our chances by telling.” We thanks ’em heartily for the informa- tion, and they rides away. Magpie gets out his dictionary and ponders deep like over it, but shakes his head. “Tt ain’t in the book, Ike. foreign substance.” The next day comes old Judge Steele and Ricky Henderson. They salutes us, and gets off to rest their saddles. “How’s law and justice, Judge?” asks Magpie. “You fellers hunting for uh railami?”’ Says Must be uh “Huh!” snorts the judge, like he didn’t hear, and glances at Ricky. *Railami,” repeats Magpie. “Why—uh—you seen any?” asks the judge. “T’ve quit drinking, Judge,” says Magpie. ‘1’m sure I’d uh seen one next, and I tapers off just in time.” “Well, well!’ exclaims the judge. “Ricky, I reckon me and you had better be going on. We’re looking for uh couple uh strays. Two red cows. Seen anything of ’°em up here, Magpie?” We disclaims all credit for seeing two red cows, and they departs. “Somebody’s uh heap crazy around here, Tke,” states Magpie. “Either they’re crazy to look for uh thing with uh name like that, or we’re crazy for not looking. Let’s me and you go over on Roaring Crick tomorrow and do uh little gophering on that quartz seam. Maybe we'll meet uh railami on the trail, ehr™ Me and Magpie gets enthusiastic over the way that quartz seam shows up, and when we leaves there we’re out uh grub. Magpie suggests that we pilgrims to Pipe- rock and get uh banquet uh ham and aigs, and I’m right with him, so we points our burros toward town. or Backwards QI Magpie is still wearing that yaller hard hat. The burro he’s riding turns its head once in uh while and looks back. It sizes him up, shakes its ears, sad like, and pil- grims on. Magpie sure is dressed up like uh plush horse, and all he needs is uh cane to be uh cripple for life. There seems to be uh certain degree of excitement in Piperock, when we arrives. Chuck Warner is setting on his bronc out there in the middle of the street, and he’s surrounded with uh crowd. Lying down in the dusty road is that blasted bird that Magpie bought, and uh rope runs from Chuck’s saddle to its long neck. The bird seems to be the coolest thing in town. “What do yuh reckon to do with it, Chuck?” asks Dirty Shirt, and everybody seems interested. ‘“Danged if I know,” replies Chuck. “T ain’t never seen nothing like it before. It just comes busting along down the road, and I hangs my rope on it. Wish I knowed what she is.” “How much do yuh want for it, Mister Warner?” asks Judge Steele, looking the critter over, and fumbling in his pocket. “You don’t want it, do yuh, Judge?” laughs Masterson. ‘You couldn’t eat it.” “I don’t know what she’s worth, Judge,” states Chuck. “Ain’t she some whopper of uh piece uh poultry? What do yuh reckon she’s worth?” “Vl give yuh ten dollars for it,” squeaks Scenery Sims. ‘“I’d give uh ten just to own uh thing like that.” “The —— yuh would!” snorts Half Mile. “Tl give fifteen.” “Fifteen — fifteen — fifteen,” Chuck. ‘‘Who’ll give twenty?” “Til make it twenty,” yells Ricky Hen- derson. “Poultry’s going up standing up in his stirrups. “Who'll give Ricky uh raise?” chants }?? whoops Chuck, “T makes it worth thirty,” states the judge. “Forty!” yelps Tellurium. “Whoa!” whoops Chuck. “Wait uh minute. What’s the idea uh getting all heated up over uh overgrown fool-hen on stilts. First thing we knows there’ll be sorrow in our city. I got uh good scheme. T’ll make a hundred tickets at five dollars each, and raffle the blamed thing. You fellers can gamble your heads off if yuh feels inclined.” GOmMmiiGsoOoO SS (C@